On the Road Again

Jutaana didn't trust this 'Bakwai' woman alone with her Master, not one bit. She had definitely been looking at Jutaana with sadistic eyes at points during that sex. She probably thought that she had... what was the Almerese word for it? "Cucked"? That she had "cucked" (if that was the right word, her Almerese was a work in progress) Jutaana.

While Jutaana certainly didn't think about her relationship with her Master that way, she also understood that people who tried to "cuck" other people were bad. It was the difference between eating food that was shared and stealing it. Thieves were bad people. She nodded to herself at that thought. She didn't mind that her Master was fucking Pichi and Azanaga and probably soon would also be fucking Eshenesra. She only minded Bakwai, because Bakwai clearly thought she was a sex-thief. A love-thief? Is that what it was to "cuck" someone?

Either way, Jutaana simply stood in the corner of Bakwai's room, watching her and her Master's naked bodies. Her Master gave her a reassuring smile, almost an apology, because no matter what stupid things Bakwai was thinking, her Master cared about her, Jutaana. He was just cuddling out of obligation! It was obligation cuddling, not anything serious!

When it became clear that her Master was not going to be leaving Bakwai's arms any time soon, Jutaana sat down in the corner, letting her ears droop a bit, as she drifted off to sleep. She wasn't leaving Bakwai alone! Just taking a nap!

She had a nice dream where her Master had sex with her while telling her that she was much prettier and sexier and smarter than Bakwai (who only spoke one language! Jutaana spoke two!), and he had realized how much he wanted to knock her up and make lots of babies with her, and she drank the medicine he gave her and then became a mother with a full litter of a dozen baby leporagi, just as the gods intended!

She was a little sad when she woke up and none of that had happened. But, her Master was quietly peeling himself out of Bakwai's arms, which was very nice too. "Come on, Jutaana," he said, with a small jerk of his head, after he'd pulled back on his clothes. She was tempted to give the other woman some rude gesture, but decided she would be the more mature person. Her Master was older than her, after all, and all his other lovers were even older than that! She needed to show that she was mature or he would breed one of the other girls first!

Humans considered maturity important to deciding whether or not to breed, right? She was pretty sure she had heard that somewhere. So she needed to be mature to make sure that her Master bred her.

* * *

"I do want to be moving on," her Master said, after finding his way back to the temple they'd made their brief home. "Eshenesra, see about getting us some food for the journey ahead."

"Yes," Eshenesra agreed, "master," she added a moment later. Jutaana didn't think that it was really necessary for her to call Hob 'Master' all the time, but she did know that Hob thought it was sexy so she called him that. It was like a cute pet name! She wasn't sure if she should tell Eshenesra it was okay to call him Hob?

Either way, her opportunity vanished as Eshenesra left. Pichi groaned and practically flopped out of her cot, tumbling around for a moment to find her shoes, yawning and stretching. "It was lo~oud in the night," she groaned. "I feel so drained. Carry me, Hob?"

Jutaana glared at Pichi for just a moment - then her Master spoke up. "She's probably tired because of Akamarina manifesting so powerfully. Carry her back to the ship so she can sleep again, would you, Jutaana?"

"Yes, Master!" Jutaana agreed quickly, her annoyance at Pichi vanishing now that her Master had told her she needed to help the older woman. Pichi let out a grumble as Jutaana just easily hefted the petite woman up - she weighed about 60lbs/27kg, so it was easy for Jutaana to heft her up onto her shoulders, the woman slumping forward. She did have very big breasts which pushed into the back of Jutaana's head. Jutaana had never felt inadequate in terms of her chest size before meeting Pichi and seeing her Master fuck Pichi's breasts, but Jutaana's breasts were too small to manage that. According to her Master, while pregnancy made your breasts bigger, it was only by one or two 'cup sizes', so even getting bred would not bridge the gulf between them in the chest department!

Pichi grumbled as Jutaana carried her back to the ship. "I wish Hob had carried me instead of you," she said. "He'd probably have a hard-on and just fuck my throat... nnn, normally I like being active but it'd be nice to just lie back for a young buck like him."

"I am not understanding why you are liking blowjobs so much," Jutaana said, admitting it for the first time. "Sex is for making babies so vaginal sex with creampie is making the most sense. I could be understanding if it was as, um, to be getting him hard first, but I am not understanding as main attraction."

"Ah, to be so young," Pichi said, which just annoyed Jutaana. "You're making him feel good. Making his brain melt. All his thoughts drain out from his cock while he's in your mouth, and it's a~all your hard work," she continued. "Isn't that sexy? Making a man just lose all sense, his toes curling, his lips parting, that little groan and gasp, his fingers curling into the back of your head as he loses himself in the moment... it's definitely sexier than a little slot A tab B unf unf oof to me," Pichi explained.

"I am seeing, I think," Jutaana said. "But he is enjoying sex in the normal way too! He is definitely losing himself in the moment!" Sometimes! Not all the time, though... sometimes he was thinking about things, even if those things were just making Jutaana feel good too! Well, he probably wouldn't think of those if his cock was in her mouth!

"It's up to you what you do with him... well, technically, he could make you do whatever he feels like..." At last, they arrived at the shoreline, and Jutaana dumped Pichi unceremoniously on the sand, where she just flopped onto her back as she swam out, opened the door, then came back to carry Pichi onto the ship. "Thank you for carrying me, by the way."

"I was only doing it because Master was asking me!" Jutaana huffed, before plopping Pichi into her bed. "When I am coming back with him, we will be having sex and you will not be being invited!"

"Great," Pichi said, closing her eyes and letting out a long exhalation. "I'm tired."

* * *

When Jutaana returned to the village, things had gotten much worse! Bakwai was growling and snapping at Eshenesra, while somebody was translating in Nyzhraga for her. "She says that since you laid with her, you're her man now, and you can't be with other women," Eshenesra said.

"That is being stupid!" Jutaana declared, practically jumping into things. "I am first one that Master was having sex with on island so I am having precedence!"

"Would it be... a good idea to translate that, Eshenesra?" Hob asked her - and Azanaga decided to translate it herself, without being told. Once the information was relayed to Bakwai, the woman in question turned her way and barked a few words.

"She called you a cuck," Azanaga explained.

Jutaana knew it! "I am not being a cuck!" Jutaana declared, pointing at the other woman. "You are being the cuck, because I will be taking Master away with me on our ship, while you will be staying all alone on island with empty pussy because you are being a bad person while I am being a good person who Master likes!" The words just spilled out.

When the words were translated to Bakwai... the woman just snapped, snarling and charging right at Jutaana, arms outstretched, claws bared. Jutaana didn't know if she was allowed to kill the other woman, so she hopped back a step and then landed a kick on the woman's chest, sending her tumbling backwards. Still, she drew her sword in case the woman came at her again.

There was a gathering crowd. Jutaana leapt from foot to foot, all the coiled energy from the raid the previous night now coming around again, intensifying and strengthening in her body as she readied herself for a fight. The bitch could come at her if she wanted to! She would show her what for!

"Can you two not fight?" Hob asked, even as his hands idly shifted in place, readying to snap out into lethal weapons if need be..

"She is the cuck who is starting fight," Jutaana sneered. Wait, was that not mature behavior? Probably not! "I am being fine not fighting if she stops too," she added.

Bakwai snapped and then started belting out words at Jutaana, pointing at her, stomping the ground, getting ever angrier. Eventually, the words were translated into a language Jutaana spoke, and they were mostly lots of rude names, but also a challenge to a duel, the stakes being Hob.

"Obviously I don't agree to that," Hob said. "I'm not Jutaana's to give away. She's mine." Jutaana felt her heart swoon a little at those words. Yes, she was his. She bet that he didn't think of Bakwai as his. Were those mature thoughts? Well, she just wouldn't say them out loud.

Bakwai barked a few more words, and they got translated back to her. "She says that a duel of honor doesn't need stakes beyond the participants' lives," Eshenesra explained. "So she wants a fight to the death, without weapons, against you."

"I am not accepting this because Master creampied her so he would probably like to have sex with her again, which he cannot be doing if she is dead," Jutaana said. "We are leaving anyway, so I do not be having to look at her any more, or the other way around. Huff." She said huff aloud, to make it clear that she wanted that translated.

"Don't translate the bit about creampieing," Hob said, and Azanaga's mouth snapped shut. Eshenesra wound up doing the translation back through to her. Bakwai snarled and barked but she was no longer talking to Jutaana, but to the woman doing the translating, so Jutaana considered things finished.

"Let us be going now, since she is being dumb cuck," Jutaana said.

"I'm not provoking her," Azanaga said preemptively before Hob could say anything, raising her hands defensively.

In the end, the dumb cuck Bakwai was stopped by the other Siyaki from trying to kill Jutaana over her being unable to accept being a cuck. They left the island peacefully, with some extra food, and even some coins from people whose family members Eshenesra had healed.

* * *

"Jutaana," Hob said, as the Swordfish rose from the ocean, its wings rotating ninety degrees over and under her head. She perked up immediately, on hearing her name. "Please don't provoke people."

"Ehh? She was the one doing the provoking!" It was the truth!

"Still. Don't push their buttons even further, if they start problems, alright?" Hob asked her. She had not acted maturely, had she? Pregnancy was now extra months or years away because of her stupid anger! But Bakwai deserved all the things she said! It was not like she lied!

"I will be trying, Master, sorry," she said, her ears drooping a bit as she looked down at her feet. He gently reached out for her chin, making her look at him. Her heart raced a bit at the intimate touch - and then he kissed her on the lips.

"It is cute, though," he told her, which made her smile. "I'm glad you like me, Jutaana."

She didn't just like him, she loved him! But maybe she shouldn't say that right now and ruin the moment. "I am being glad I am having such a wonderful master, Master," she said instead.

At that, he took her to the bedroom and they fucked like rabbits!

* * *

Jutaana's naked body was draped across her Master's equally-naked body, enjoying the feeling of his warm-and-cool body, the familiarity of it pleasant in her arms as she just held him. That dumb cuck had been thinking she would steal her current position, but Jutaana had been the one to keep her Master around while the dumb cuck was left on that stupid island.

It took her a moment to figure why she was awake, though, and then another footstep made it clear. A heavy boot, made at Azanaga's pace. The demon woman was approaching her Master's bedroom, probably because she wanted sex with him. So Jutaana got up off the bed to meet her at the door, Azanaga jerking in surprise as she looked up at Jutaana. "Master is asleep right now," Jutaana whispered.

"Mmawake," her Master said, having apparently woken up thanks to Jutaana.

"Ah, sorry, Master! I was trying to be quiet and sneaky but I failed!"

"It's fine," her Master said, leaning up and seeing Azanaga standing there in the doorway.

Azanaga bit her lip, glaring at her Master, then at Jutaana, then at her Master again. "This horny succubus whore wants your fat human cock inside her again. It's been too long and her sex-addicted brain means that she needs cock."

Jutaana thought that Azanaga's dirty talk was really too extreme, since it was insulting herself. She should just say how much she loves her Master and wants him to breed her! Though, she supposed Azanaga had known her Master a lot less time! But, Master said that Azanaga liked that sort of dirty talk, and that was why she did it, so it was making her happy (somehow?). She wondered if her Master would like her to talk about her leporagi pussy needing his human cock? That was not too degrading, but he might think it was sexy.

"I'm tired," her Master said, and Jutaana was just about ready to shoo off Azanaga. "You'll have to do all the work."

Azanaga let out a sigh, but nodded, stepping into the bedroom and quickly stripping, folding her clothes in an orderly fashion. She clambered onto the bed - then got atop Hob, pointing her sex at his cock, spreading her legs wide in a position that had to be very awkward, and slowly sliding herself down his cock. Her hands came to rest on the back of her head, as she pushed her tits out.

It was quite the obscene position, as far as Jutaana was concerned! She supposed this was what an older woman (and former sex slave) could do that she couldn't. She could learn though! She would learn! She would study it! She approached the bed as Azanaga began to talk. "Nyzhraga women like me were born to get raped on human cock. The Nyzhraga Empire only existed so that it would be more erotic to rape demon women," she continued, swallowing wetly as she engulfed her Master's cock all the way inside her. Jutaana felt a little bad for her, but her Master wasn't making her say it, so maybe she really enjoyed saying things like that?

She approached the other woman slowly. "That position is looking very awkward, would you be liking me to help you?" She asked. She knew Azanaga was proud, so maybe she was proud of her sex position abilities?

Whatever the case, Azanaga spoke up. "Yes, this Nyzhraga succubus whore should just be used like a fleshlight, a jerkoff aid for Hob and his woman," she explained, and Jutaana quickly approached her from behind, grasping her by the hips and started to pump her up and down. She had never really done something like this before - Pichi liked being active during sex, after all! - but apparently her Master liked it, gauging by the way he groaned in response, his eyes briefly closing as a sigh escaped his throat. It was a very sexy look! Sort of like what Pichi was saying about getting your man off while not getting off yourself?

She was gentle at first, pumping Azanaga on her Master's cock with a slow and steady pace that aimed to not hurt anybody involved. Azanaga just grunted, hands still attached to the back of her head, and actually pushed her tits out invitingly for her Master. Her Master took the hint, reaching up for her breasts. Azanaga's breasts were a little smaller on her frame than Jutaana's, and by extension significantly smaller because she was over a foot shorter than Jutaana, but they were soft and her Master was clearly enjoying playing with them.

"Nyzhraga bitches like me were born to get fucked like this," Azanaga explained. "Their tight cunts were designed to be used to tease their masters while they were fucked on their master's cock by their other slave." Was she complaining about how slow Jutaana was going? Well, she could up the pace a bit, starting to pump Azanaga on his cock nice and thoroughly, like she was jerking her Master off. Azanaga panted at that. "Lowly demon whores exist to get men off. I am a succubus. My race was created for this, born for this, bred for this. All our pride culminated in our defeat and devastation and humiliation, and my sexual slavery is one, final, exemplar of that," she said, more talking to herself than anything else - though gauging by how her Master was just about mauling her tits at this point, he was enjoying the talking too!

"Yes!" Jutaana agreed, deciding to get in on things. Both of them looked at her, if with some difficulty given that she was pounding Azanaga on her Master's cock. "Ah... I mean, demons are aids for jerking off! I will be using Azanaga to jerk off Master whenever I am thinking he is needing a good jerking off! Her mouth or pussy or even ass would be good for masturbating a man! Namely this man, who is owning her whole body and can just be ordering her to do whatever he wants! But he does not even need to order her, because her natural succubus instincts are to be a cocksocket!"

At that, to Jutaana's great surprise, Azanaga was the one who came, moaning and thrashing on her Master's cock as she did! Jutaana had seen Azanaga get fucked by her Master a few times, but she had actually never seen the woman come - or complain about not coming, for that matter! She'd said she didn't care about orgasms, but once they happened, well - Azanaga had a very silly o-face, with her eyes peeling back, her mouth falling open, her tongue lolling out.

Apparently her Master liked it too, because he started bucking his hips up into Azanaga, making Jutaana herself up the pace of fucking her on his cock, pounding away as fast as she could. She kept an eye on Azanaga to make sure the other woman didn't complain, but Azanaga's drooling, obscene o-face just got more obscene, if anything! She was really enjoying herself! "Ah! Come on superior human cock, lowly demon succubus whore!" Jutaana said, and Azanaga let out a truly obscene moan at that, and her Master groaned alongside her, pumping his hips up into her in that familiar movement that said he was coming inside of Azanaga. "Yes, be coming inside the succubus whore!" She told her Master, who jerked all the more at those words. She was apparently pretty good at dirty talk!

When he was finished coming, she gingerly lowered Azanaga onto his cock, then shifted her legs into a more comfortable position. "You can be cuddling with Master in afterglow if you are wanting," Jutaana told her, making Azanaga let out a soft snort, turning her gaze to Jutaana.

"I'm good, thanks," she said, wobbling off his cock and halfway stomping, halfway shambling, to her clothes.

"Ah well! I will be doing cuddling then," Jutaana said - and she thought maybe she saw some jealousy in Azanaga's eyes as she got dressed?

* * *

There was a sound like a heavy 'pop' coming from above them, and the whole ship listed to one side a moment later, jerking as if it had suddenly slowed, Jutaana swaying in place and grabbing Pichi before she fell. "Eh? What is being the happening thing?" She asked hurriedly, gaze running around as the ship righted itself.

"We're probably under attack," her Master said quickly, moving towards the cockpit and sitting down. "Something's... covered the ship?" He said, a frown audible in his voice. He looked up, twisting his head. "Clear day, clear seas, so must be something weird," he continued, flicking a few switches which Jutaana didn't understand. Another pop occurred after that, and the ship seemed to just come to a dead stop. Her Master just looked at the cockpit main window, where something green and shaped like a net had plastered itself across it. "Okay, something's covered us, I'm going down," he started, pulling a long lever, and she felt the whole ship lurch as it began to descend.

At that point, there was a sound like 'poof!' and then black smoke filled the main room. Jutaana threw Pichi back towards the cabins, the older woman letting out a cry of surprise, and she herself dropped to one knee, letting the blade that had snaked out towards her pass harmlessly over head, her ears drooping downwards in the same movement to protect them. Whoever had attacked her was now vulnerable, so she did a sweep kick, knocking out their feet from under them. They felt extra-heavy, and she followed them down, grabbing the wrist that held their weapon and squeezing. She felt the bones crack and pop under her grip, and a scream of agony emanated from the mouth beneath her.

It sounded male, so it probably wasn't the dumb cuck. She punched at where the noise had come from, and hit something like a snout, but covered in something soft, and then underneath it was hard? It took her a moment to put it together, at which point she realized it must be the feathered serpent-people. Either way, she repeatedly punched the snout in question, wanting to hurt the person who was trying to hurt her and her Master and presumably the other people on the ship. They tried to ward her off with their unbroken hand, but she was stronger than them.

After a few seconds the person stopped trying to stop her, their arm falling limp, and the black smoke quickly faded. It was a feathered serpent person, she had been right! Their face was a complete mess, snout broken inward, teeth scattered around, blood staining the floor. She frowned at that, but it would be Pichi or Azanaga who would have to clean it up. Would Akamarina be able to clean it better?

She was interrupted from her thoughts when she heard footsteps coming towards her - not Pichi or Azanaga or Eshenesra or Akamarina's, having their own distinct cadence. Probably another feathered serpent person! She swung her foot around at just the right moment, successfully knocking his weapon out of his hand as she turned to face him. She rammed forward with a jolt, slamming into his body and carrying him upwards off the ground, then twisting into a grip and just ramming her forehead into his snout, shattering teeth again and making him scream in pain.

Within a few more seconds, he wasn't resisting anything too, and there was another stain of blood and teeth on the floor. She rose at that point, quickly checking all the rooms, eventually arriving in the cockpit. "Master, there were being two feathered serpent people with swords who broke in, but they are all being dead now. Have you been able to being fix the net thing that was catching us?"

"No," he called out. "Pichi! Get Akamarina outside the Swordfish and have her try to get the stuff off! There are a couple circling ships with those feathered serpent guys," he explained.

"Yes! Akamarina," Pichi called out, and the woman in question materialized, then headed for the airlock; a few seconds later, it had opened and closed, and there were loud gushing and splashing noises as the ship rocked side to side, Pichi hurriedly sitting down on her ass to avoid moving too much. Jutaana herself managed to keep her footing, taking hold of one of the dead feathered serpent men's swords, feeling a faint tingle run up her hand as she gripped it. She studied the sword and her arm carefully, frowning faintly at the feeling. It was a bit like the feeling when you fell asleep on a limb, but far more gentle, almost imperceptibly so.

Her thoughts were cut off when the ship suddenly started to lift up again. Akamarina appeared back inside the ship. "There truly is a disgusting amount of salt in the ocean," she said, speaking about it as if she'd been bathed in live centipedes. "I capsized one vessel, while the other retreated like cowards; they shouldn't cause much trouble, being that a hundred of their men are currently drowning." She glanced down at the ground. "I will not be cleaning that, by the way," she said, before disincorporating.

"And that we're going to be going a bit faster from here on," Hob said, as the ship began to move. Jutaana felt the lurch as it began, and it definitely felt faster than previously! Hopefully no annoying people would interrupt them again!